Who Is The King Of The Night In Mythology?

Selected, Laurent's Lab" The invitation came several days later, after I had given up all hope of ever earning an internship. An invitation to work for the King of Vampires. The most revered vampire in all of Moon City, and the only vampire still linked to Royal blood. ~~~~~ When Dalia was accepted to work in Laurent's Inc, she didn't expect to ever meet the King of Vampires, not until she finds that the gorgeous, cocky, ancient vampire had been the blue eyed tormentor of her wet dreams. The most ruthless of all vampires in Moon City, Jacob St. Laurent didn't get the title "King of Vampires" by being easily swayed or by falling in love. He would do anything in his power not to see that happen. But fate always had a way of being a b*tch

Elena Hart has spent her entire life paying for her father's mistakes. But nothing could prepare her for the night he gambles away his last debt... by selling his own daughter. Desperate to escape a fate worse than death, Elena places her trust in a mysterious stranger who saves her. Before dawn, she disappears without even learning his name, convinced they will never meet again. For three months, the powerful Lycan King Cassian Draven searches relentlessly for the woman who vanished from his arms. She is the only person who has ever disturbed his cold heart, yet she disappears as if she never existed. Fate brings them together again in the cruelest way. Forced by poverty to work as a maid in the royal palace, Elena becomes the target of the Lycan King's adopted son, Lucien, who cruelly wagers that he can make the innocent human fall in love with him before discarding her. But the game takes a dangerous turn when obsession replaces amusement. On the very night Lucien corners Elena, the Lycan King returns unexpectedly... only to find the woman he has searched for standing in his son's room. Now the palace is no longer a place of safety. Secrets, betrayal, and forbidden desire threaten to tear the royal family apart. As old enemies awaken and the bond between a human and the most powerful Lycan King grows stronger, Elena must decide whether loving him is worth risking everything. Because some nights are forgotten... But one lost night can change destiny forever.

The Midnight Pack was once the most powerful force in the wolf kingdom, ruled by Alpha Kael Blackthorne, until Alpha Darius Dravenor of the Redclaw Pack sought to seize what was never his. On the night the heir was born, Luna Seraphine Blackthorne fell, and a devastating betrayal brought Midnight to ruin. The royal baby was secretly swapped, the truth was buried, history rewritten, and Megan, their greatest warrior, was branded a traitor. But the kingdom was built on a lie. Hidden in exile, Kaelen Blackthorne is raised by Elder Shaman Thalor Vaen, unaware that the blood of a lost Alpha runs through his veins. After twenty-two years of relentless training as both warrior and seer, Kaelen becomes a force the kingdom never anticipated. Then, deep in the wilderness, he finds his bond mate and falls in love, the one person capable of either strengthening everything his training made him or destroying it. When the truth of his birth surfaces, Kaelen returns to a kingdom that erased him. The Redclaw Pack rules, the Silver Night Pack watches, and an ancient land guarded by the Moon Goddess awaits the rise of the true Midnight Alpha. At its heart lies the sealed Lunar Sanctum, whose forgotten power can only be awakened by the blood of a true Blackthorne heir. As Kaelen unravels the secrets behind his family’s fall, he discovers that the enemy he was taught to hate may not be the true enemy and the truth may be more dangerous than vengeance. To reclaim his stolen legacy, Kaelen must choose between revenge and rebuilding, between the destiny written in his blood and the love that could cost him everything.

He was the weakest omega in the Red Moon Pack, mocked, despised, and left to endure every cruelty silently. But what the pack didn’t know was that he was the strongest wolf of all—a wolf blessed by the Luna Goddess herself. His mother’s dying warning echoed in his mind: never reveal his true power, or it would invite mortal danger. For years, he suffered in silence within the pack, hiding his strength beneath a mask of weakness. Until the enigmatic Lycan King appeared—a man whose eyes held storms, whose presence commanded the wild, and whose touch awakened instincts long buried. The night the king claimed him, the omega’s life shifted irreversibly, igniting a dark, intoxicating bond that neither could resist. Secrets would unravel, loyalties would be tested, and love would burn amidst danger, betrayal, and the shadows of the Red Moon Pack. In the end, only one truth would matter: he belonged to the Lycan King.

Aria's life is turned upside down after an unexpected breakup and a night of drinking that will change her destiny forever. When Alexander leaves her without any explanation, Aria, devastated, seeks comfort in a bar, trying to drown her sorrow in glasses of alcohol. It is on this night that she encounters Caelum, an enigmatic and seductive man who captures her attention and makes her wounded heart beat faster. What Aria does not know is that Caelum is a hybrid lycan, destined to become the future king of the kingdom of Veridiana. He is there to enjoy his last night of freedom before being forced to marry Seraphina, a cold and calculating enchantress with dark plans for the kingdom of Veridiana and his dying homeland, the kingdom of Syltirion. After a night of overwhelming passion, Aria and Caelum go their separate ways, but the bond they created will never be forgotten. For Aria, this night results in twins, a fact she discovers only after he disappears from her life. Five years later, Seraphina, desperate to secure an heir for Caelum, learns of Aria's children and feels her position threatened. Now, the destinies of Aria and Caelum are about to intertwine once again. Will love and loyalty be enough to face the approaching dangers, or will Seraphina be able to manipulate the future to her advantage?

For three months, the same steamy dream has haunted my nights. There's always a tall, faceless man. Every time, he kisses every inch of me. Heat pools in my belly, making me tremble until I shatter. I always wake up gasping, heart pounding. Staring at the damp sheets, I'd pathetically tell myself I was just touch-starved. Craving release. But last night, he spoke. His voice was deep, thick with desire. "I wish I could hold you for real. Be inside you. My little star. Let's meet. In the Eternal City. Please?" I froze. He's in the Eternal City? He's real?! I wanted to ask how to find him, but the dream shifted. Suddenly, I was seeing through his eyes. I saw him leaning against a lavish bed, his right hand sliding down to grip his hard length. My pulse raced. Then, I saw it. Carved into the bedpost was a pomegranate crest. My heart stopped. The Night House. The absolute rulers of the Eternal City. Descendants of the Underworld God. Mortals didn't cross them. And me? I was just a newly appointed court astrologer working for them. I couldn't afford to offend a single one of them.